THE PARROT AND THE BROOMSTICK
ready to believe the worst, nor did he dream of accosting Colonel Gunther and pleading his own special case. A fellow couldn't help standing in awe of one whom the whole Isthmus regarded as "the biggest man in the world." The enchanted land of Panama had suddenly become unfriendly and forbidding. He feared that he was about to become that dismal derelict, a "tropical tramp."
"This is the toughest kind of luck," he said to himself. "They are actually warning Americans away from the place."
Captain Bradshaw, strolling through the ship on a tour of inspection, noticed the gloomy young seaman and kindly inquired:
"Lost anything? You can't be sea-sick in weather like this."
"I have lost my job," mournfully answered Walter.
"Lost it before you found it, eh? What kind of a riddle is that?"
Walter briefly and bitterly explained, at which Captain Bradshaw was moved to suggest:
"If I could shove Colonel Gunther overboard, accidentally on purpose, and you hopped
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